<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449975" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lines.—When this heart is cold and still</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When this heart is cold and still, <br> And can throb for thee no more; <br>When it wakes not to the thrill <br> Of the harp's wild chord; <br> Nor can e'en afford <br> A sigh to the days of yore; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then come to my silent tomb, <br> Which the breeze will murmur over: <br>Where reigns the deepest gloom— <br> Where the bat flits by <br> And the ravens cry— <br> Thou shalt the spot discover.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louisa+Stuart+Costello">Louisa Stuart Costello</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449975" data-title="Lines.—When this heart is cold and still de Louisa Stuart Costello" data-description="When this heart is cold and still, And can throb for thee no more; When it wakes not to the thrill Of the harp's wild chord; Nor can e'en afford A sigh to the days of yore; Then come to my silent tomb, Which the breeze will murmur ove..."></div> </div> </div>

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